After the awakening of the sick doctor, there are many evil friends

The voice of the leader Meng Lingshi was like a rock falling into a valley, and suddenly a bright surface appeared next to the hall, with words written all over it from top to bottom.

"This is the list of disciples participating in the Zongmen Grand Competition this time. The two pairs above correspond to your opponents in the first round of the Grand Competition."

"Sword Peak, Fu Peak, Formation Peak, and Spirit Beast Peak will compete in the same field. It will be divided into three rounds. The first round will be a random battle. If you fall, you lose, and the winner is determined. The third round..."

Meng Lingshi suddenly paused, and smiled at everyone, with a fox's cunning in his smile.

"In the third round, we will enter the Tibetan Army Pavilion. We will keep it secret for the time being as to which floor we will go to and the winning rules."

"Medical Cultivator, Pill Cultivator, and Instrument Cultivator are divided into three categories for similar comparisons. In the first two rounds, each of the corresponding tests of the three categories will be conducted. As for the monks who practice other disciplines that are different from swords, talismans, arrays, and spirit beasts, they will participate in this competition together." Sifeng's big competition! Let's see the outcome in the arena!"

There are also some Confucianism cultivators, law cultivators, and ghost cultivators who came to join Shifang Gate, but Jiang Su has never seen them.

After the sound, the dots of light on the text dissipated and turned into butterflies and flew towards the disciples on the main peak, swords, talismans, formations, and spirit beasts. At the same time, they looked down at their fingertips, and the butterflies landed on the fingertips. The butterfly tail is connected with a thread that leads to no one.

All of a sudden, a ray of light exploded, which was more dazzling than others.The light from the fingertips of the rest of the people is also shining brightly.

The elder Lu who was in charge of "performance attendance" on the main peak suddenly stepped forward, clasped his hands together and opened them again, the wind blew between his palms, and countless competition platforms suddenly rose on the crowded main peak, and two flags intersected on the platform.

"Go up!"

"Three two one, the competition begins!"

Without a pause in tone, Elder Lu waved his hand, and most of the disciples flew up to the competition arena in the air. The next moment, their opponents on the light screen just now also fell on the competition arena.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ."

He hurriedly hugged his sword tightly, and was involuntarily sucked up when he approached the competition platform, and landed smoothly.

"Elder Lu, please don't start so soon, I'm not ready yet!!!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah let me control the sword myself!"

There are also some disciples who are not bad, and have already prepared for the ranking in the Zongmen Grand Competition. When they heard Elder Lu's words, they had already drawn their swords and drew amulets to give their opponents a hit.

"It's been a long time since I saw you not pleasing to the eye!"

"Sword cultivator, look at my talisman!"

"Flags from all directions, turn into an array, I'll order soldiers from all directions!"

"Come on, baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?

This is the first time for Jiang Su to participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition. When she was five years old, she just followed her immortal doctor father in the main hall, took a small bench and sat next to him, and obediently watched the reflection of the water mirror in the main hall.

The little doll Jiang Su stared at a piece of water mirror the whole time. There were maple leaves all over the mountains and plains in that water mirror.

The human body is burned to make red bones, and the white clothes are self-cooling with ice in their hands.

It was Shen Yunyang and the little senior sister.

This time, Jiang Su remembered the white clothes and the sword repairer covered in scars.

When I was ten years old, I accompanied the doctor Xian Dae Jiang Shuiliu to watch the Dabi, the little doll became a big doll, and she still took a small bench and looked at the water mirror obediently, but this time the fire did not touch the ice, and the expected picture did not appear. Nine days of freezing and burning sun.

There are so many disciples in the Shifang Sect, how could there be another chance for the two well-known disciples from Jianfeng to fight against each other.

Jiang Su has no expression, just shaking his head from side to side, staring at the two water mirrors.

"This time..."

Jiang Su was outside the main hall, on the main peak, under the martial arts arena, and saw the white-clothed sword carrying the sword, but unfortunately the opponent of the black sword was not the red sword.

"It's a pity... the opponent of the little senior sister is not Senior Brother Shen. The competition between the two of them is the ultimate aesthetics of sword repairs fighting..."

"Ranxie and Yanxie... These two swords also sound like a righteous sword, and a wicked and magnificent sword."

"Little Senior Sister's 磔媆 sword...is really not like her."

Jiang Su stood aside and murmured in a low voice. There were more than half of the people around her, and she felt that even the spiritual power in her body was much easier.

Elder Lu spoke again, and brought Jiang Su, who was in a daze, back to Dabi.

"Okay, don't delay any longer, medical disciples come to the left of the main peak, and there are hundreds of monks who have already waited for your diagnosis."

"Alchemy come to the right of the main peak, just pick any alchemy room to enter alchemy, the topics are all in the alchemy room."

"As for the equipment repair... You take out the stove and practice at the entrance of the main hall. The formation is set up for you, enter the lane, and be careful not to collapse the formation when you knock on the spiritual material iron ore."

"In the last Grand Competition, someone knocked down a corner of the entire formation. I won't say who it was. The headmaster told me today that whoever collapses this time will pay for the repair. Now the method of breaking the formation It's time for a new one too."

After saying that, Elder Lu turned around and left, not caring about the order of the monks of the three peaks. After a breath, the door of the main hall was closed tightly.

"..."

Wait, is this our sect competition for non-military personnel? ? ?What does it mean to wait for hundreds of monks?Are we going to rule more than anyone else? ?

That's right, Jiang Su hadn't seen the big competitions of the first two rounds of medical practitioners. Normally, she would have been sitting on a small bench in the closed hall to watch sword repairers fight.

"What's the situation? How could the Dabi of Shifangmen be so casual?"

A familiar female voice rang in Jiang Su's ears, and the girl in Tsing Yi glanced sideways.

It's Song Wan'er.

"I don't know, what are you doing here?" Jiang Su said, thinking about striding to the left of the main peak, as expected, ten rows and ten rows of monks sat neatly on the open space in the distance, and none of these monks was normal complexion.

"... so many unhealthy monks from the head and the others???" Jiang Su muttered in his heart.

Seeing Jiang Su replying to her own words, Song Wan'er raised the corners of her mouth slightly, her eyebrows were filled with butterflies flying among the flowers, she followed Jiang Su's footsteps, "Your Shifangmen's good reputation is indeed well-deserved, and you are really willing to use it in the name of Dabi Diagnosing so many critically ill monks is really... well-intentioned!"

"This righteousness really makes me feel ashamed!"

Hearing this, Jiang Su immediately rolled her eyes inadvertently, raised her hand and lifted the corner of her clothes, stepped on the floor, and sat behind the wooden table.

In front of the wooden table is a row of ten monks waiting for treatment.

"Hehe, I don't know who said the word random just a second ago."

No one said the rules of the medical competition, so according to the rules of the cultivation world, there are no rules.

Diagnosis is right.

Although Jiang Su doesn't know how the success or failure of this big competition is determined, but a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and the brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road!

Reckless!
"Since you come here, you can rest assured. The medical exam... I have passed the exam [-] times. Isn't this just clinical analysis?"